Ludendorff did his best to reassure the screaming prostitute as he continued to drag her down the old road. "Hush, it'll be alright," he told her. She continued to scream and cry in response. Ludendorff let out a sigh. It was true that she was going to soon be sacrificed to the gods, but he failed to see how panicking was doing her any good. He had debts to settle, and a nice human sacrifice might just put some gods in his favor for once. If anything, she was being rather selfish.

The odd couple continued down the road, and soon the temple loomed before them. "We're almost there. You might just want to enjoy yourself for a bit."

The girl continued to scream to no one in particular.

Ludendorff sighed. He hoped for better luck with the gods than he had with the tavern girl.